Saint Laurent ft. Young Jersey Lyrics

Fuck it I go off

Drippin' head to toe

Keep it Saint Laurent, baby you know what I'm on

I just like to flex, you know where I go

You know where I go baby you know where I go, fuck it I go

Off, she takin' off her top, she turned at Mardi Gras

Screaming oh my god, she got the whole block hot, oh

Pullin' right up to the spot, oh

Makin' the whole block drop and roll

Fallin' down like dominoes, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, I be in my zone, hit it then I go

Keep it twenty-one, fuck it twenty-two

I be in my zone, I be in my zone, baby keep it low, low, low, low, low

Tell my twin we on go, go, go, go, go

Tell my bro we gone blow, blow, blow, blow, blow

Tell my shawty she a hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, (sound like Santa)

Oh, oh, I go in baby tell me what your name is

We can take you shopping to the mall and get you painted

You know how I pull up in a lemon limousine

Keep the windows tinted you know how I make it rain

I say tell 'em say no more, run it that's my G-code

Overdose the doja, think my mind is going broken

I'll bust a bitch, wide open

Take a step to making my moment, take a sip and then I feel golden

Counting Benjamin's we been ballin'

Keep it Saint Laurent, hit it then I run

Keep it on the low baby you know how I roll

We don't got no time to play, we gone play it safe yeah

Got no time to waste

I'm a king where I'm from, tell me what you want

Bitch we going dumb tell me where the fuck you from

Yeah, we on the mode and you can't tell us none

We be going off, and bitch want to get on, so we just tell 'em no